My entry into the recent VisDare, a tale of microcosmic comedy and tragedy- and polite bestiality.
The Duck And The Dame
I can assure you the duck is leading the dame.
Maybe this has come out of women’s lib but apart from being her confidant, lover, conscience, psychoanalyst and muse and I am by far her intellectual superior.
We’ve been married for seven years now and I suppose you want to know about the arguments, affairs, anniversary gifts for your masturbatory readers.
All I’ll say is:
We met when I was teaching writing composition and metaphysical life-coaching at the night school. That was before Midnight Dust. She was finishing her post doc then, she: the socialite Daisy Buchanan dreamed of. I the feathered fowl writer and scholar. We were a match from heaven.
I have pitched a sit com (inspired by real and imagined scenes) to a producer at NBC, of which I’m yet to hear a reply
The lead? For appearances and part of our rapacious role play-related love making.
fourthsociety 
Definitely an odd couple! I think you’re the first entrant to make them evenly matched. The gander definitely has his own quirky “voice” that comes through strongly. Welcome to the VisDare!
Thank you! I just had his voice in my head went with it. I’m so impressed with how some of the other entrants have been able to keep a story going through all the prompts.